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    My dream journal. I'll try to make things as interesting as possible, and try to recall as many dreams as I can.
    Anything in orange text is just part of a non-lucid. Anything in blue text is a lucid dream. Purple text is a dream sign, or possible dream sign. If the text isn't colored, it's not a dream and it's usually just me commenting on various things.
    I'm hoping to fill this journal with tons of dreams over the coming years, and ultimately, get better at lucid dreaming~

    1. A Bad Day at School

      by , 03-27-2013 at 01:46 PM (Exploring My Mind)
      Since I'm in the midst of spring break right now, a school dream wasn't particularly pleasant.
      I was at school. Although the first parts of the dream are foggy, after those I remember being in my Japanese classroom. There was a big hole in the wall that led to a tunnel, and apparently students had to race through it to see who would win. I decided to give it a shot. The first couple of laps were a piece of cake, and I was smoking everyone there. On the third and final lap, I heard a kid I dislike and another kid who I know but have never talked to. They were talking about me.
      "That Tanner sure is a competitive one."
      "Tanner? Yeah, I guess."
      "Even if he's an idiot, he's still competitive."
      I was very peeved off by that, but I didn't turn around to insult him, and instead kept staring at the tunnel waiting for the race to start. It had surprised me that he had said that, since in real life that kid is nice to just about everyone.
      The final lap started, and I was almost going to win the race by the end of it, but it was called off and everyone scrambled out of there. As I was making my way through the crowd, I saw my girlfriend, who for some reason had long, blonde hair (whereas in real life she has short, black hair). I didn't think it strange, however, and hugged her tight when I saw her. We walked and talked for a while, until eventually we had to go to class.
      For some reason, as I was walking to my English class, I was suddenly wearing nothing but my underwear, although once again, I didn't find this strange. I walked into my English class only to be greeted by a new teacher who I had never seen before. I forget what his name was in the dream (started with an R), but he was a young man, about 22 or so, with a patch beard and short, dark brown hair. The class was rearranged differently, and all along the sides were computers that the kids were using to goof off on the internet. I grabbed a chair and waited for the bell to ring.
      There's also a brief snippit of dream that I remember (can't recall if it was part of the school dream or not) that involved me and my friend riding across long stretches of road on bikes.